Long Buffalos Poems

Your searching for something you can touch;
Looking for the same things to love, with no results;
and it's hard to believe;
Hard to receive;
Your shucking and jiving;
ducking and diving;
wondering and why ing. . . your trying to
Buck...

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Through April and May not a single Indian has been noticed
along all the serpentine bends of this rambunctious river,
however I feel we are being espied by a jealous warparty
immortal in it's protection of this pristine...

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THE BUFFALO
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


THERE WAS A TIME I ROAMED THESE PLAINS
FAR BEYOND WHERE THE EYE CAN SEE
IF YOU LIVED ON THESE PLAINS 
YOU HAD TO DEPEND AND FOLLOW ME
IF YOU WANTED QUALITY MEAT TO EAT
GRASS...

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Four days have been spent going about like goats
following curves and ravines, climbing cliffs and being tortured by prickly pears
the cactuses from hell that I'm certain are alive and plotting to puncture our feet,
in many...

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Typing teddies talk. Their furry hands have great speeds over keys. Perfectly adjusted to any form of typewriter, word processor, laptop and keyboards, or the modern computer touch screens. They work so well that Mr...

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Oh! good people ,
        Congolese of Democratic
                  Republic of the Congo, 
One of good and kind nations in the World
                      Very hospitable 
                       And Sociable
                         Peaceful 
                          And Joyful 
                           Pentient
                           And Loving 
                           Very...

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Rats in the cellar, squirrels in the tree,
things aren't the same as they used to be.

When I left for school with my li'l lunch pail,
I didn't expect a penguin to swallow a whale.

Such an injustice,...

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No earthquake, no thunder, no volcanic eruption
Or even there was no any of natural calamities,
A sudden loud sound broke out all through the bush
With whizzing, shuddering, cracking, tearing, echoing,
Fear, horror, dark, terror, misery and ill...

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Outside the sliding glass door were a fairly large herd
of dust buffalo.
Some had old leaves winding all through them, acting
as legs for their transportation needs, hoofs included.
As they could go no further they peered into...

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Your chase!
Reminiscing on the oceans I had to dry up
and the volcanos I had to ice up
just to capture the epicenter of your heart
well protected by strong canines
of your carnivorous standards.

Hanging with the clouds of...

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Demitrios the golden Spartan captain sets sail for Italy 
against the western wind; he will certainly mourn Piraeus,
and with sorrow-striken eyes, he'll invoke Poseidon. 
Then he'll depart carrying the long hunting horn.
The small vessel will...

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Long before the white man came 
to the Black Hills of South Dokota,
in a teepee made of buffalo skin
lived a young Sioux warrior called Akecheta;
he hunted with a hawk that spotted the slowest
horse, his friends...

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Oh turbulence. Must you wait in a dusty corner. Shake round and around. Clearance clarifying chatting chambers. How rather charismatic and charades played by orchestra are neither plucked nor picked. Residue of a salt licking...

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Apples are awesome things available all around.
Balloons make us bubbly and bounce from here to there.
Cats are cute and cuddly and really hard to catch.
Doggies like to do things, like dance around with dads.

Eagles eat...

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A fellow humor smoothens a sight
When armor links and began to fight
Archers lowered when they pass
And whistle a blow as they has

The shadow call for shine
Or it twinkle every line
When you should laughed to faught...

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From “The Last Land”


A black season periled past into its own voice
As she straightened herself up and said:

	"Takes me deeply, of fungus lover mine,
Seeking me savagely by my last call!
	Do not have mercy of me!"
	But...

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As we wait for Cruzzatte to anchor the boats
and bring along the men with pull sleds for the carcasses
a teenage Indian boy on a brown pony painted with winged eyes
prances in and out of our...

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Moon goddess came to visit the forest last night
Riding on chariots driven by the velvet monkeys
Guarded by hornets and the armies of wasps
Beleaguered in obscurities by Obtaka the magician.

   A maker of charms...

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Always mistreated, never a topic to consider about.
       A big hole where everybody is in, without a retunring ticket back.
       We enjoy those...

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The blood races through your veins
Like a stampede of buffalos
Your heart is thumping
Lik a stranger knocking at the door
Your eyes begin to tear
As the pain succeeds in breaking you down
The cold table your lying on...

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Yesterday another adorable child of three died
form contamination...how awful was his death!
The miles-long grassland roams with buffalos;
from the outside, they look healthy and strong!

Buffalos and cows still graze in the poisoned land filled
with barrels of...

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Rastaman vibrations tell
History spun upon its head
Anancy web roping Gretel
No more witches, all name calling dead

Rastaman vibrations shaking earth
And phony customs, soldiers looking like buffalos
Mystic Maus Maus from birth
Nazarites without halos.

Rastaman vibrations shaking off the...

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Poets, do not be discouraged, neither young nor old,
Uncertain verses can pierce stone, or iron,
Just believe those you love you, endure the headwinds,
To think that at the end of the sea there is America and...

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Drover, ride your white horse...ride it with grit 
on the sun-scorched prairies 
of the Mississippi Valley:
where no tree is found in a shady spot,
but plenty of wild daisies 
and pink roses distract you constantly!

Winter came...

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A run-down barn nestled among low and gentle hills,

it adds natural charm to a breathtaking landscape.


On sunny mornings, it adorns itself with sunrays,

making the screeching ravens flee to a shady spot.


Its paint is peeling off...

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